you and Ryan were walking a carpet at another one of his film premieres. you didn’t come to these things a lot but this movie was highly anticipated and supposed to be a highlight for his career so yes, of course you went.

the flashing lights of cameras and the microphones in your face were impossible to get used to but you managed it well; smiling, answering questions, the lot. Posing for photographers, looking around and smiling, you felt a familiar whisper in your ear

“sweetheart.. are you okay?” Ryan asks, his firm arm tightening around you as he turns his face to look down at you, rather than straight on at the photographers. He loved that you were here.. he loved it so much.. but the thought that you might not be enjoying yourself or you might not be comfortable.. it gave him less of a feeling of enjoyment.. more a feeling of empathy, he knew all this attention could be too much.. he just hoped you weren’t mad at him for bringing you here..